the openest log to ever open! <3

[defies_reason]

When; Evening of April Fifth
Rating; probably varying by threads
Characters; EVERYONE IS WELCOME
Summary; Big ol' open log for the grand opening of Isaak's bar~ Feel free to come and socialize, even if you don't know the guy! Hooray!
Log;

Word has been spreading, in a quiet sort of way-- a tasteful poster here, an idle comment there, a few personal invitations (with varying degrees of detail) delivered by Isaak himself, and (of course) the polite request that others pass the word along. Simple, but (one hopes) effective.

The Wolf's Den is luxurious without being overly ostentatious; it's warmly lit and comfortable in spite of its newness, with comfortable leather seating and a well-stocked, under-lit bar. No detail has been overlooked-- and, perhaps, no expense spared-- from the hardwood floor to the ornately-tiled ceiling.

There's plenty of food and drink to go around, and as the evening gets underway, Isaak is contentedly mingling among his guests, socializing and keeping an eye on things in equal parts.

So, have a drink; make some new friends. Everyone is welcome, here.

Comments

[majorcrotchgrab]

That look Isaak gave him had Raikov curling himself around the man's arm. "Mmm.. I'd be honored."

[defies_reason]

Now, what will your boyfriend say, Raikov?

"Well, it will be my pleasure."

[majorcrotchgrab]

He'd ask to join in.

"You certainly know how to charm your customers, don't you?"

[defies_reason]

Well, then.

"It's good for business."

And business is good for flirting. Really, it's the best of all worlds.

[majorcrotchgrab]

Raikov pulled in closer, still hanging off Isaac's arm. "Care to show me around the place?"

[defies_reason]

"If you'd like," he answers, brushing his other hand over Raikov's before tipping his head toward the hallway. "I am a bit proud of what we've done with it. Have you seen the lounge in back?"

[majorcrotchgrab]

"I haven't yet. This is the first place I've been to."

Because, you know, food.

[defies_reason]

Can't fault a man for that, he supposes.

"Well," he says, leading onward, "Certainly it's worth a look. I aimed for something a bit quieter than most of the other establishments in the City. Comfortable."

[majorcrotchgrab]

Raikov looked around at the decore and setup as Isaak lead him to the lounge. "Good idea. You want something to make you stand out of the crowd."

[defies_reason]

"Something like that," Isaak agrees. Really, it's a bit more self-indulgent than that, ultimately.

[majorcrotchgrab]

"Something like that?" He repeated, raising an eyebrow.

[defies_reason]

"Well, as I mentioned, I wanted somewhere to pass my own evenings."

Egotistical perhaps, but honest. Isaak typically is. Either way the room they enter is warm and comfortable as the main area, with leather-upholstered benches and stylish wallpaper.

[majorcrotchgrab]

"In your own bar."

His brow remained arched but at least he was smirking.

"A true master of his domain. I like that..." The end of his sentence rolled into a purr.

[defies_reason]

Now, now. That's the tone of a man angling for more than a free drink.

"I am rather in the habit of being in charge."

[majorcrotchgrab]

Well, Raikov was just that kind of guy. He slowly ran his fingertips up Isaak's arm.

"I would hope so, especially running your own business."